Craig silently groaned as he watched yet another jaw-aching yawn spill from his boyfriend's mouth. It had been a couple of hours since the last proper pit stop on their cross-country college tour, and if he had to watch Tweek's eyelids droop shut one more time he was going to forcibly remove him from behind the wheel.
"Tweek?" He gently nudged the boy's shoulder. "Pull over, babe. Let me drive for a while."
"Gah!" Tweek jerked in his seat, his hands on the steering wheel tightening to an almost white knuckle grip. "I-I'm fine! I swear!"
Craig snorted in disbelief. "You can barely keep your eyes open, babe. You're exhausted. Let me take over for a couple of hours so you can rest for a bit, okay?"
Tweek glanced over at the other boy for a brief moment, chewing his bottom slip in thought. "Are you sure? Because I can keep going! I'm not even, ngh, that t-tired!"
"Yeah, no," Craig shook his head. "Just pull over here and we can switch. Actually, why don't you slip in to the back and lie down there instead? I packed your pillow and that old patchwork quilt of mine you seem to love so much. It's under one of the seats, I think."
"Mm, okay… Thanks Craig," Tweek murmured sleepily when the car slowly came to a halt. He unclipped his seatbelt and then carefully hoisted himself over the gearbox, stopping only for a second to place a soft kiss on Craig's cheek. "Wake me up in t-two hours, alright?"
"Will do, love." Craig replied softly, feeling only slightly guilty over the fact that he had absolutely no intention of waking his boyfriend up until sunrise.
For the past week and a half Tweek had woken up in the middle of the night, screaming from nightmares he could never recall. God, and even after he'd managed to console him, Tweek was always still too psychically shaken up to fall back to sleep, so this meant that more often than not, he was running on less than three hours of sleep and at least ten cups of coffee.
If Tweek could make it a few hours without stirring, Craig silently promised himself that he'd stop to buy him chocolate-chip pancakes for breakfast to make up for not waking him.
Tweek deserved it.
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